After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 225

Seeing the intransigence in Ye Shoufu's eyes, Mrs. Ye could only suppress it no matter how worried she was.

She could only look at Ye Mingzhu with tears in her eyes, her heart in her throat.

Ye Shoufu stared at Song Shiyun closely and said nothing.

Because he feels that people should be employed without suspicion and those who are suspicious should not be used.

Since Song Shiyun was invited here, he could only trust Song Shiyun.

He also felt that Song Shiyun was not a person seeking personal revenge.

If you really want to take revenge, you don't have to come over.

Ye Shoufu still believed in Song Shiyun.

At this moment, Ye Mingzhu's body shook violently.

The next second, she leaned down next to the bed, opened her mouth suddenly, and let out a big mouthful of black air.

Seeing this scene, both Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye's eyes widened.

"What, what is this?!"

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but scream.

Song Shiyun supported Ye Mingzhu, and then said calmly, "This is the death energy entangled in her body."

Madam Ye shuddered, she had never thought that this kind of thing could be materialized.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Song Shiyun added at this moment, "Anything, as long as the amount is large enough, will be like substance."

Mrs. Ye opened her mouth, but could not speak.

As the black energy was revealed, Ye Mingzhu's frown gradually relaxed, and her pale face became better and more rosy than before.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shoufu breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Ye Mingzhu lay weakly beside the bed and stopped moving.

Seeing this, Song Shiyun reached out and felt Ye Mingzhu's pulse.

It could be felt that the chaotic breath in Ye Mingzhu's body was gone. After the overall pulse gradually stabilized, Song Shiyun reached out and helped Ye Mingzhu lie down on the bed again.

After such a short period of hard work, Ye Mingzhu's body became covered with a layer of sticky sweat.

Song Shiyun stood up, took out the handkerchief, and wiped his hands, "There is nothing wrong for the time being, but she is weak. This torment is like being cold for many days. She must take good care of her in the next few days. Just ask the doctor to take medicine according to the cold, and wait carefully, but..."

When Ye Shoufu heard this, he raised his heart again before letting go, "What's the matter?"

"However, this kind of death energy may have its own owner. After it entangles a person, it is likely to continue to entangle it. If the source cannot be solved, Miss Ye's symptoms are likely to recur." Song Shiyun explained.

When Madam Ye heard this, she took a deep breath and said, "Then, how did the Pearl get targeted by these things?"

Song Shiyun put away the handkerchief and touched his chin, "I think the problem may still be with Izumo Temple, or something went wrong on the way to Izumo Temple."

After hearing this, Mrs. Ye thought for a moment and said: "I personally sent the pearl to Izumo Temple. There should have been no problems along the way. It was very peaceful along the way. I didn't meet anyone doing funerals or with anyone." When we met, we went directly to Izumo-an, and the journey went smoothly."

Nothing happened that impressed Mrs. Ye deeply.

Mrs. Ye felt that even if there was any problem, the problem should be with Izumoan.

However, she had also gone to Izumo Temple to offer incense, and she had never seen any strange things or tombs around Izumo Temple.

The Ye family didn't know what the problem was for a while.

After Song Shiyun listened to their words, he pondered for a moment and looked up at Ye Shoufu, "I wonder if it's inconvenient for Ye Shoufu to take me to Izumo Temple to have a look?"

Ye Shoufu paused.

Before he spoke, Song Shiyun added: "If you can go to Izumo Temple and have a look, you can know whether the source of Miss Ye becoming like this comes from Izumo Temple."

Ye Shoufu certainly knew that Song Shiyun was right, but...

He mused: "It's getting late today. Izumo-an doesn't accept male guests at night. If you want to go, I'm afraid you'll have to go early tomorrow morning."

Song Shiyun didn't care, "Then we'll go tomorrow."

Anyway, Ye Mingzhu's situation has eased somewhat today, and it will take two days for those deadly auras to come back again.They have time to wait.

After Song Shiyun finished speaking, he took out a talisman and threw it to the black mist-like death energy entrenched on the ground.

When it came into contact with the talisman, the black mist suddenly dispersed.

Song Shiyun immediately retracted his hand, looked up at Ye Shoufu and others, and said: "Tonight and tomorrow, there should be no more problems with Miss Ye. We will go to Izumo Temple again early tomorrow morning."

Ye Shoufu nodded solemnly, "Then there is Miss Lao Song."

Song Shiyun said politely and went back on the pretext that it was getting late.

Not long after Song Shiyun left, Ye Mingzhu opened his eyes unsteadily.

She looked at the top of the tent blankly.

"Mingzhu, are you awake?" Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye who were standing by the bed saw Ye Mingzhu waking up. Mrs. Ye grabbed Ye Mingzhu's hands and almost cried with joy.

Ye Mingzhu looked at them blankly, "Mom, grandma... me, why am I here?"

When Mrs. Ye heard that she was so sick, she burst into tears and quickly told her her situation.

Ye Mingzhu was stunned.

Seeing this, Ye Shoufu asked, "Mingzhu, did you encounter any dirty things or anything special before you passed out?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Mingzhu's eyes, and then her expression became frightened. She suddenly turned over and sat up, screaming: "Yes, there is a ghost! Grandfather, grandmother, mother, there is a ghost in Izumo Temple, there is a ghost ! Let me go, don’t let me go back, I will die, I will really die!”

Hearing Ye Mingzhu's words, the expressions of everyone in the Ye family changed slightly.

Mrs. Ye felt even more distressed and hurriedly rubbed Ye Mingzhu's hands, "Don't worry, don't worry, Mingzhu, grandma won't let anyone send you back again. If anyone wants to send you back, grandma will fight to the death!"

Madam Ye's words were naturally aimed at Ye Shoufu.

They are all clear.

Ye Shoufu looked at Mrs. Ye and didn't say anything.

After all, Ye Mingzhu's situation is a bit special now.

He is not so crazy that he doesn't even care about his granddaughter's life and death, but wants to drive her away to Izumo Temple.

However, judging from Ye Mingzhu's words, there may really be something dirty inside Izumo-an.

Ye Shoufu stared at Ye Mingzhu and asked slowly: "There is a ghost in Izumo Temple, right? What does the ghost look like?"

Ye Mingzhu's eyes had no focus, only a look of panic on her face, "Yes, there are many, many ghosts, yes, there are male ghosts, there are female ghosts... He, they are still killing people, they are killing people!"

When Ye Mingzhu said this, she seemed to remember something, staggered down from the bed, walked to Ye Shoufu on her knees, grabbed Ye Shoufu's sleeves, "Grandpa, please let me go, please let me go, I can't If I go back, they will kill me to silence me! They will definitely kill me!"

Ye Shoufu frowned.

The more Ye Mingzhu talked, the more he felt that something was wrong with this matter. Why did it become more and more involved?

Ye Shoufu held Ye Mingzhu's arm with his backhand and helped her up, "Mingzhu, tell your grandfather who wants to kill you?"

Ye Mingzhu nodded quickly, her eyes were dazed, like a madman, "No, I don't know, I, I didn't see clearly... But, they must have seen me, they will kill me, I really can't go back!"

Ye Shoufu could tell that Ye Mingzhu was completely sick and confused now, and she was talking in random sentences.

From her words, Ye Shoufu couldn't piece together the truth.

However, it looks like I have to go to this Izumo-an temple.

Thinking of this, Ye Shoufu patted the back of Ye Mingzhu's hand: "Don't worry, no one will be able to kill you. Rest well at home. There is a grandfather for everything."

When Ye Mingzhu heard this, her face was instantly covered with snot and tears, and she kept nodding her head, as if she were a madman, and how could she still look like the rich lady she used to be.

Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye both felt sad and quickly helped Ye Mingzhu and lay down on the bed again.

Mrs. Ye immediately ordered her mother-in-law to ask the doctor to come over and give Ye Mingzhu medicine again.

The doctor who came this time said that Ye Mingzhu was suffering from wind and cold and that she could just take some medicine.

(End of this chapter)